A song of ascents.

I raise my eyes toward the mountains.

From where will my help come?

My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth.

God will not allow your foot to slip; your guardian does not sleep.

Truly, the guardian of Israel never slumbers nor sleeps.

The Lord is your guardian; the Lord is your shade at your righthand.

By day the sun cannot harm you, nor the moon by night.

The Lord will guard you from all evil, will always guard your life.

The Lord will guard your coming and going both now and forever.

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